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Some subjects are so serious that one can only joke about them.


Here's a Hobartian winter sunrise (when it isn't raining), for your perusal. I think that the two columns there are masts from a couple of super maxi yachts parked down in Constitution Dock.

I have just heard that poor old Michael Jackson has died. As someone of the firm opinion that Whacko Jacko's work enables him to stand in the column marked Musical Genius (at least until it all started to go pear shaped.

I am wondering, what do people think of the guy? Pop genius? Kiddie Fiddler? Tortured child trapped in a man’s body? Punch line to a thousand jokes?
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Roddy said…
Bit drastic for getting out of a world tour! I know someone who won't miss him, still that is me.
I wonder if Sir Paul can now get his music back?
26 June 2009 at 13:11
yamini said…
Lovely silhoutte Kris. The upper part is a lovely golden mango colour, with a dash of orange.

Sorry to hear about MJ's death, nobody could see it coming, not the media at least. I like just one song of his (though there are plenty others which are, may be, more popular) "Beat it". For the past few years now, he was in news for more bad reasons than good ones. I guess a celebrity's life is often riddled with controversies but MJ had to face it more than anyone else of his contemporaries.
26 June 2009 at 15:26
Priyanka Khot said…
I am mourning the death of the artist who invented THE *moonwalk*. Heal the world, Belie Jean, Blood on the dance floor, Bad, Thriller... Lots of school memories are attached to these songs. More than the death of the kiddie fiddler, its the sad and lonely death of a musician, who failed to grab the last chance to redeem himself. The timing was bad.
26 June 2009 at 17:14
Candie said…
As a musician,he was one of the greatest!A great voice and some of his songs are just amazing,let's not talk about the dancing.I just want to talk about the musician,cause we cannot say bad things about the deads.
May he rests in peace.
26 June 2009 at 19:38
smudgeon said…
The cynic in me wondered at first (before his death was confirmed) whether the heart attack was merely a way of generating interest in his upcoming tour. Then after my workmates & I had a few cheap giggles at his somewhat ridiculous public persona, we all agreed that the man did some good stuff. Way way way back in the 70s & 80s, true. But it's there.
26 June 2009 at 20:18
Sue said…
I, too, was cynical with the first reports.
"Oh..he's just trying to get out of that tour!" I proclaimed to Zac.
Then when it was confirmed, I was astonished at how sad I felt.
Over the years I have felt many different emotions when surveying MJ in his different guises. Disgust, dislike and dismay come readily to mind!
But his music does play a part in the soundtrack of my life...from the early years and "ABC" with his brothers and the beautiful "Ben" (the best song ever written about a rat)...right through to his newer stuff. I usually did find myself tapping my toes and tempted to moonwalk out of rooms!
The man was a damaged soul...which resulted in his wacky ways. But you cannot begrudge him that he was a great talent of his time.
I truly hope he finds some peace at last!
26 June 2009 at 22:32
Mrsupole said…
He was a troubled and sorry soul, but one that had made great music which will always be remembered. He changed things in how music videos were made and viewed. He had a great talent, he had problems, he did bad and stupid things that he should not have done, he had a lonely life, I hope that his children helped him to be happier. I pray his soul has been saved and forgiven.

May he rest in peace.

God bless.
27 June 2009 at 00:23
Whoistin-tinandsnowy? said…
Hi! Kris,
Personally, I try to be very fair when it comes to others...and this includes not judging others lest I be judge and what is that saying, about remove the 2x by 4x from your own eye before trying to remove the splinter from others eye.
I don't know?!?

I most definitely, do not believe in judging others...because I’ am not...Oh! Well,
May he RIP...as Mrsupole, say, "God Bless"

Take care!
DeeDee ;-D
27 June 2009 at 02:33
G. B. Miller said…
As a musical talent, he was second to none.

As a person.......well.....hmmmm.....
27 June 2009 at 11:05
Roddy said…
If there were balls on top of the two towers I'd say that the picture was of Bunnings at North Hobart.
27 June 2009 at 16:23
KL said…
Absolutely gorgeous picture. Something seems to be on fire!!

I am really sad at his death; he simply invented an unique dance style and lovely music, according to me. I was hoping one day to see him perform live on stage, but alas, that day is never to come :-(.....
28 June 2009 at 08:00
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, correct.
2 July 2009 at 14:22
Kris McCracken said…
Candie, hear hear!
2 July 2009 at 14:23
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, tremendous.
2 July 2009 at 14:23
Kris McCracken said…
Mrsupole, indeed
2 July 2009 at 14:23
MurciaDailyPhoto said…
For me it is a pity that the artist MJ has died. In fact, when I heard the news made me somewhat sad feeling. I still remember when the Eve of 1983 (or was in 1982) I was almost 9 years and put on TV for the Thriller video. What memories.
2 July 2009 at 17:54
Kris McCracken said…
MDP, I remember that too. Except that I was in Burnie, Tasmania.
7 July 2009 at 08:42
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